At
the resort I recently visited, there were multiple pools. This is a good
thing - the one designed for toddlers should keep the little screamers off by
themselves. The main pool, therefore, should be ideal - great bikini
watching, sunning, swimming, reading and relaxing, and did I mention bikini
watching? Should be perfect, no? Alas, no. Little kids are
learning how to swim at ridiculously early ages and therefore the pool was
infected by loud splashing, screaming, toy tossing and all sorts of mayhem.
Happily,
there was a third pool that appeared to attract seniors. Just the thing
for a curmudgeon - no screaming kids, no balls bouncing out of the pool or
noodles flying about. One had to endure an hour of senior women doing
water calisthenics (not an especially pretty sight early in the morning), including the leader bellowing the drills to a musical backdrop. But if you skip
this crucial window of time, you are out of
luck finding a poolside
chair because all these women have already staked nearly all the good places
around the pool for themselves.
But
finally it's quiet. There's a muted murmur and the occasional laughter -
it all seems so civilized. I start to relax - my vacation is on.
Only, no bikinis.
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